(Thanks to Paulina Firozi.)
A world without a butterfly
would cause a mountain troll to cry.
Their parchment wings that skim the air;
their gorgeous beauty without blare --
such creatures are a great distinction,
which we are pushing to extinction.
Painted ladies or Essex skipper,
and Mourning cloak don't feel too chipper.
Perhaps the angels intervening
can stop this upset most demeaning.
They'll use their seraph wings to shelter
their flitting cousins from the welter
of black smokestacks, deforestation,
and other dark abomination.
O butterfly, don't be so passive;
gather strength and courage massive!
In unity you'll march and rise
to make "Planet of the Butterflies."
No comments:
Post a Comment